Given the risk of being devoured, or otherwise exterminated by the conscious robots of the future why do we persist in developing ever more intelligent computer systems, and ever more agile robotic technologies?
Ah! This feels good, sun, heat, light, everyone's happy, but wait - something feels wrong, painful, oh no - it's upper thigh chub rub, f**k. The bitch is back to ruin my summer fun just because I don't have Alexa like thighs, I am set to suffer this disease a la chubby yet again.
So last week I pulled a big lever that deactivated my personal Facebook account. I took the red pill and unplugged myself from the matrix. Sure I'm going to miss staring vacantly at my news feed eight hours a day as amusing pictures of cats and unamusing pictures of peoples babies hone into view.